Chapter 698 Orphans with Biological Parents
"Are you ready?" The old lady grabbed the door handle, and the words on her face trembled slightly with her skin: "No matter what you see later, I hope you can stay calm, especially remember not to show it to him.
A look of fear."
The old security door was opened little by little, and there were no lights on in the house. It was pitch black. It didn't look like an apartment inhabited by living people, but more like a cave hiding monsters.
"Don't step on things on the ground. Those talismans were all begged by me with great difficulty." The old lady lowered her head. Ever since she entered the house, she deliberately kept her eyes from looking around, as if she was afraid of something.
Things look at each other.
"If they were useful, you wouldn't have to worry about it anymore." Han Fei quietly held the handle of the Purana Knife, his palms dripping with cold sweat. The atmosphere in the room was very strange.
"Don't talk nonsense, the ghosts can hear it. You don't have to believe it, but don't be disrespectful." The old lady waved to Han Fei hastily, with a stern expression.
She walked carefully through the living room, pushed aside the paper rope made of talismans, and glanced towards the bedroom at the far end of the room.
The door covered with yellow paper talismans was closed tightly, and five bowls were placed in front of the door. Inside were human limbs and heads made out of dough.
Seeing that all five bowls contained something, the old lady began to back away slowly.
"What's wrong?" Han Fei was a little confused.
"He hasn't eaten enough yet, so we can't disturb him." The old lady muttered, looking very nervous.
"Do you usually feed him these? How can you maintain a balanced nutrition without vegetables and meat?" Han Fei felt that the old lady was possessed by a demon. Even if the child was really possessed by a ghost, he still had to have a normal diet.
"The noodles are mixed with incense ashes and furnace ashes, as well as the wonderful medicine sent by the immortal."
"Good guy, then it can be said that your grandson is still alive now because he is protected by the ghost in his body." Han Fei shook his head. Having recovered some of his memories, he knew one thing very well. In most cases,
Understandably, the only things that can fight ghosts are ghosts, and other things that can fight ghosts are more or less related to ghosts, so he doesn't believe what those immortals say at all.
He really wanted the old lady to call Daxian over directly, and let everyone fight with real swords and guns, and let the facts speak for themselves.
"The 'person' in the bowl is feeding the thing on him. Only when the thing is full and falls asleep can my grandson return to normal in a short time."
The old lady didn't let Han Fei pass. He grabbed Han Fei's arm and walked to the sofa together: "Wait a moment, that thing used to sleep at noon."
"Grandma, how are you sure there is something else on your grandson? Have you seen it?"
"How could a child do those things if he wasn't possessed by evil spirits?" The old lady's words aroused Han Fei's curiosity.
"What has he done?"
"I have forgotten exactly when it started. I only know that the child wanted to kill everyone in this room more than once, including me and his parents." As soon as the old lady spoke, all the talismans in the room seemed to be
Being blown by the wind, they all made a rustling sound, and seemed to be about to fall off at any time: "When I was sleeping soundly at night, I could feel something was wrong in front of my face. When I opened my eyes, I found the child squatting beside the bed, with his face close to his.
Your face, eyes looking into your eyes."
"You asked him what he was doing, and he didn't say anything. He just kept giggling."
"The child likes to laugh, but you would be wrong to say that he is a fool who only knows how to laugh. When he was very young, he could recognize many insects and animals, and he could even use the plastic knife and fork that was given as a gift when buying a cake.
The insect was completely separated."
"These are actually normal, but slowly he behaves more and more... scary."
The old lady glanced towards the back of the room and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the dishes and chopsticks were not moved.
"There is no such thing as hatred without reason. There must be some reason for him to be like this, right?" Han Fei carefully observed the changes in the old man's expression. He wanted to find out why Meng chose No. 4.
"Actually, it's my fault." The old lady continued: "My son is a beast. He has been spoiled since he was a child. He has a bad temper, has no ability, and loves to gamble. He met my daughter-in-law in the casino. When I heard them arguing,
The scolding words made it seem like my son felt that the grandson was not his biological son."
"Parents rarely take it out on their children when they quarrel, but they both treat their children as trash cans to vent their anger. My son hits his grandson at every turn, and his mother doesn't stop him. Sometimes she gets hit and gets angry.
Go beat up your little grandson."
"In the beginning, my grandson was simply beaten. He laughed when he was made to laugh and cried when he was made to cry."
"When he was a little older, he would point to his parents and recite some strange incantations. No one could understand what they were, and they didn't know the use of those things that were like scriptures. Anyway, every time he recited them
After that, his parents will beat him even harder."
"Everything changed when he was five years old. My bastard child deliberately took his grandson far away and wanted to throw him away, but every time the child could find it by himself."
"But every time the little grandson comes back, his body seems to be stained with something. He will make some other people's sounds in his mouth, and he will hide in the corners of the living room and kitchen at night, squatting there alone."
"My son became even more irritable when he saw him like this. He beat his grandson several times with a belt."
"About a week later, my son and his daughter-in-law were sleeping when they suddenly heard movement beside the bed. When he opened his eyes, he saw his little grandson standing beside the bed, holding a kitchen knife."
"My bastard son was scared for the first time. He taught his little grandson the worst things about himself. What's even more terrifying is that the little grandson learned very quickly."
"Afterwards, my son felt that his grandson wanted to kill him all the time. He finally sold his own son to a private welfare institution behind my back."
Hearing this, Han Fei frowned. Most of the children in the orphanage were orphans. Only No. 4 was sent in by his biological parents. He had his own parents, but the one who ruined his life was...
They are those incompetent parents.
"What about next?"
"The private welfare home found several new families for my little grandson, but after many choices, the child was finally sent back." The old lady thought that the private welfare home had a conscience, while Han Fei probably guessed it.
The truth is, the private welfare institution that deliberately cultivates despair is not for No. 4's benefit at all. They just want to see a greater tragedy. They feel that sending this child back is the most desperate thing to do.
It seems like I have tried hard to change, but in fact nothing has changed.
The only remaining hope was shattered, and the deepest despair would completely swallow him up.
"Can I meet the child's parents?" Han Fei seemed to be teaching the parents how to behave.
After hearing Han Fei's question, the old lady tightened her lips and said after a long time: "My son was killed by the thing in the grandson's body. He was bitten to death. How can a person bite it with his teeth?"
It’s the dirty stuff inside my grandson’s body that did it!”
The old lady's voice was loud and she was very emotional. She seemed unwilling to accept such a reality, so she insisted that her grandson was possessed by an evil spirit.
"Where is the child's mother?" A curse appeared on the red string on Han Fei's fingertips. He did not communicate with Xu Qin at all. This time, Xu Qin sensed the fatal danger and took the initiative to grab Han Fei's hand.
"Her? She was still in this room a few days ago, but suddenly she couldn't be found. I don't remember where she is. She should still be in this room, right?" While the old lady was talking, there were voices in the three bedrooms.
There was a strange noise, as if a woman was scratching at the door with her nails, trying to get out.
"Three bedrooms, one mom?"
The mutation began, and all the talisman paper on the deepest door oozed blood, the door panel shook slightly, the head in the bowl fell to the ground, the outermost layer of batter was broken, and strands of black hair were exposed.
This chapter has been completed!